The Porch

You might be familiar with this practice.

You have an absolutely functional and fabulous covered outside space, perhaps a porch or patio, and it becomes so loaded with stuff that the producers of Hoaders could justifiably pay you a visit.

We all seem to have the propensity (in varying degrees) to store old windows, doors and maybe even a radiator (or two) in such a space with good intentions of properly discarding or reusing the retired items.   They sit and sit until, one day you decide enough already and you get the crap hauled away, freeing the space to be used as intended.

Or so I’ve heard.

I have a lovely screened-in porch on the side of my house that fell victim to such an indignity…she was just pleading with me to beautify her, and so I did.

I had old shit stuff hauled away.

I replaced the screen door.

I had the floor sanded and painted a beautiful shade of YELLOW.

I gave the screen frames a fresh coat of paint.  And…

I got a new wicker rocking chair.

I think I'll get a ceiling fan too....what a serene and comfortable space now!

The best part...people walking by have absolutely no idea I'm there!